Villain C debut [entertainment]

This local restaurant is a well-known high-end restaurant in the neighborhood, not only because the dishes are authentic, but also because most of them are self-service, and the VIP area is very private, basically no idlers can come in. The toilets in the VIP area have a lot of space, and this area is no worse than the lobby outside. It was full of people after 9 o'clock, and it was noisy. The toilet in the corner was too quiet at this time.

Tang Chuxing didn't need to worry about it anymore. This man obviously knew him. He grabbed the drunk man's hand and tore it away. He pressed his right hand against the wall. Regardless of his cries of pain, he frowned and asked this man's shoulder: " Looking for me? Who are you." His eyes were sharp and his jaw was tightened. It is absolutely impossible for this person to appear here at this time by coincidence.

Only a few people in the company knew that they came here to eat, and maybe paparazzi photographed them, but paparazzi would never do such a thing.

The person who was pushed against the wall by him seemed to be a little sober after being shaken by the coolness of his back. He raised his hand and pressed Tang Chuxing's palm against his shoulder, with a look of embarrassment and shyness suddenly showing on his face: "My name is Yang Yiran." , I'm your fan." After speaking, he touched the hand that was held down, that kind of touching method with a little color.

Tang Chuxing frowned even tighter, goosebumps were about to rise, what was it all about, could it be that he looked very gay?Be it the incident before or now, there are always people who want him to have sex?

He slowly let go of the man, stood up straight and looked at him: "Since you are my fan, let me tell you well. First, I don't like men. Second, you are drunk and call someone to send you off." You go back." Tang Chuxing didn't want to take care of this matter, the poor people who can come in here can't be poor, besides, it would cost tens of thousands of clothes to see him all over.

Before I walked a few steps, I was pulled back by the person behind again, this time I felt more than half drunk: "But I like you, can't, can't you do it with me? Or let's fall in love first! I'm fine, Really!" Seeing people turning their backs to him and ignoring him, he said anxiously, "My father is Yang Ming!"

Tang Chuxing was angry and funny. He said this as loudly as "My father is Li Gang". After thinking about it, Yang Ming... the boss of Chengsheng Film and Television.The book he took over from Micheal was produced by Chengsheng Investment.

Chengsheng is an established film and television company in the industry. It has produced many classic works a few years ago. Unfortunately, there seems to be some problems with the upper management in the past few years. Especially compared with the dark horse of Tianmedia Entertainment, it shows a decline.

But in any case, in the circle, both contacts and film and television resources can be counted.

"Brother Tangxin..." The people behind walked around in front of him, wanting to touch him again, trying to climb up on him like a vine, Tang Chuxing quickly pulled the person away again, really couldn't explain clearly to the drunk, and stretched out his hand to the person , "Bring the phone, I'll call someone to pick it up for you."

Yang Yiran obediently took out her mobile phone from her trouser pocket, put it in Tang Chuxing's open palm, and rubbed it reluctantly.

The corner of Tang Chuxing's mouth twitched, he took the phone and pressed the person's finger to unlock it, opened the call log, and was about to ask who should be called to answer it.Just looking at the first name "Zhang Tiankai" in the call record, Tang Chuxing paused his fingers, slowly raised his head to look at the other party, and his tone became cold: "Did you come here with me?"

The other party slowly blinked his eyes and nodded.

Tang Chuxing asked again: "Who told you that I would come here?"

The drunk man thought for a while and replied honestly: "Your manager, Mr. Zhang."

Sure enough, it is true, the reason for being so attentive during this period of time is probably because of this person. I don’t know what his good manager promised to others. in time.

He swiped his phone a few times with his head down, and dialed the third "Sister Mu Mu" in the call log. There was a note (assistant) next to this number.The phone rang twice before being picked up, and a gentle female voice came from the opposite side: "What's wrong with Xiao Ran?"

"Yang Yiran got drunk in 'Qianmo' and is now in the bathroom in the VIP area."

Yu Mu was startled: "Who are you?"

Tang Chuxing followed the person who still wanted to pounce on him, and politely replied: "The passer-by you met in the bathroom, if you have time, come and pick him up as soon as possible, he is so drunk."

The boy next to his ear was clear and pleasant, Yu Mu stood up from the sofa, put on his coat and went out to pick him up.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Chuxing sighed, waited on the spot, and called Zhang Shuo, telling him that he was stuck because of something and asked them to eat first and leave him alone.

After waiting for about half an hour, there was a knock on the door. Tang Chuxing asked Yang Yiran to stand against the wall and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a capable girl, about 30 years old, with short ear-length hair and sharp facial features. When she saw him who opened the door, she was obviously surprised. She thanked him first, and then walked in quickly to help her. Yang Yiran was almost on the ground when he was drunk.

Tang Chuxing didn't want to inquire, and left after seeing her coming to say hello.When he got to his private room, he found that Qi Guanyu had already fallen asleep on the table. He told several others to go and pay the bill first, and when he returned, only Li Wenjia was left in the private room with his head propped up.

He walked over and pushed: "Jiajia, where are A Shao and Guan Yu?"

Li Wenjia opened his eyes in a daze. He had drunk a lot just now. Although he was not drunk, he was still a little dazed. There were still two red clouds floating on his face, and he spoke slower than usual. Brother sent Lao Qi back."

Tang Chuxing nodded, and helped the person sitting on the chair up. Both of them put on their hats and sunglasses, and then they left the box and went back separately.

It was a hell of a night.

The action of "All-Star Games" was very fast. Within two days after the promotional video was filmed that day, the official blog cut out the official promotional video. It lasted more than 20 minutes, and it was released in less than 10 minutes. 10, it can be seen that the popularity of the All-Star level event is very high.

The following comments are controlled by the fan circle. At this time, it can be seen that the coffee position is coming. The front row is basically the first-line traffic with a large fan base. Awesome, it's fifth.Holding the mobile phone and pointing it to the person who is doing makeup next to him: "That's amazing, Mr. Fang."

Fang Yan lowered his eyes to look at the script spread out on his knees, and asked the makeup artist to apply foundation. Hearing this, he just raised his eyes and glanced at the screen of the mobile phone stretched out in front of him, with a slightly sleepy expression: "Count the number." yourself."

Tang Chuxing didn't even need to turn the pages to know that he was definitely out of the crowd, and he didn't care. Seeing that he was not in a good mood, he frowned slightly and asked Equation sitting on the chair next to him: "What's wrong with Mr. Fang?"

Fang Fang stopped chewing the crackling sound of shrimp crackers, swallowed and replied: "It's not the last time, the director still felt bad about the 32 scene with Li Zhiqi before, so I went to reshoot alone yesterday afternoon, because it was It was a temporary arrangement, originally there was a magazine shoot in the afternoon, but it was moved to the evening.” Thinking of the pitiful look here, “It’s no luck, and the night shoot didn’t go well, and it didn’t end until 2 o’clock in the morning. We got up at 6 o'clock, our boss Fang is too miserable!"

"You can really talk, it's just lack of sleep." Fang Yan rolled his eyes at Fang Cheng in the mirror, "Where's the coffee I want?"

Due to the lack of sleep last night, today's rehearsals are very intensive, and the scripts have to be memorized, so there is no time to close your eyes and rest your mind.Fang Yan stared at the long lines and always felt that the upper and lower lines were about to merge together, so he blinked hard.

When Fang Cheng finally got the coffee from the courier, Fang Yan had already been dragged to the fitting room next door to put on the costume for the first scene of the day. Seeing people looking around with the coffee, Tang Chuxing explained something, and then stared at him. He glanced at the coffee and reached out to take it, "American style?"

Fang Fang made an "angry" sound, and then he heard the person on the opposite side ask again: "Didn't he not have breakfast?"

Equation: "That's right, I was too rushed in the morning..." In fact, Fang Yan said that it is not easy to get sleepy when hungry, and he couldn't resist him, so he could only stuff the snacks he found around into his mouth.

He watched Tang Chuxing stand up, and came back within 2 minutes after walking out, holding a bottle of milk in his hand.

After a while, Fang Yan came back from the next door, and as soon as he entered the door, he reached out to the person who was standing stupidly holding a coffee: "What about a statue? Bring the coffee."

"Ah, good..." Fang Cheng had already handed it over, and choked out the second half of the sentence, "Brother Tang just now..."

Seeing that my cousin and employer had already gone down after a few gulps, he raised his head and asked him, "What's wrong with Tang Xing?"

Fang Cheng was speechless for a while when he saw the person acting as if nothing had happened: "It's nothing..."

Fang Yan realized that the black coffee he bought had been spiked when he was eating with Tang Chuxing at noon.

"No wonder why I always feel that today's coffee is sweeter than the one I bought before." After finishing speaking, he stared at the person opposite who put vegetables into his bowl, "Who allowed it?"

Tang Chuxing squinted his eyes and smiled, holding the vegetables in his hands non-stop. He just picked up the white-cut chicken that he had just picked up, and brought back the bowl of cold dishes that came with him with his left hand.

The person who was staring just now stopped immediately with his hands, and whispered: "Let's not take this as an example." After saying that, he gagged the chicken.

Chen Shushu on the sidelines:······

Fang Cheng wanted to try it with his chopsticks but was beaten by Fang Yan:······

Tang Chuxing has no particular hobbies. He debuted as a member of the singer team, and singing can only be regarded as a means of earning a living. For example, he sang in a bar during college.

I can barely talk about a hobby, cooking, because I have been at home since I was a child, and the craftsmanship is not bad. When I cook, I can give him a sense of security that my parents are still around, although as he grows older, he no longer needs cooking to comfort him. own up.

He is calm enough and honest enough to himself that he no longer needs to rely on the lingering warmth of memories to make himself forget his sadness. It's not that he won't be sad, but he has learned to restrain himself.

Tang Chuxing looked at Fang Yan's delicious food, and always felt that his appetite was being overwhelmed. This person drank coffee on an empty stomach, and had no intention of protecting his stomach. He had nothing to do tomorrow morning, so he could make yam pork ribs soup.